i woke up the next morning,
feeling a little not right.
but i brushed it off,
because its probably just blurry.i looked in the mirror,
and i asked my soul
'are you alright?'
i put on the glitter
that my soul
hides behind.well, it wasn't actual glitter.
metaphorical glitter i guess,
but it sounded right.
i tried not to forget the words running through my mind.i dashed out of the bathroom and
back into my bedroom, snatching my notebook before plopping onto the bed.this was the notebook from before;
the one with the songs,
the one from yesterday.i quickly jolted down:
'look in the mirror
and ask your soul
if you're alright,put on the glitter
that your soul
hides behind'i began to hum it,
trying to figure out the tune of my new song.but then i had felt him,
creeping up on me.
my anxiety, my fears, my loneliness. blurry.
i angrily tried to block him out,
pounding my forhead and
letting out muffled cries.but then i got it;
'you're in my mind'
i looked around my room,
with an expression almost of proof;
as an 'i'll show you'.and that's when i shakily sang aloud.
"i'm singin'
you're in my mind.
i'm singin'
la-da, la-da, la-da, la-da, la-da, la-da,
la-da, la-da, da."and the more i would sing la-da, the louder and more raspy my voice got.
i rarely talked around anyone,
and only sang when i was alone.
because I'm not really sure i like my voice,
but its all ive got against blurry.i decided to stay home today and work on this song,
and maybe get some rest.xx
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street poetry | joshler
Fanfictiontyler has always been an outsider. he rarely fit into a category. he was smart, could play instruments, he was good at sports, but for some reason he couldn't make any friends. tyler thought he would die alone. through his worsening schizophrenia, t...